Page 102 of Hateful Prince
“Give me my hands, Hades. I need to touch her.”
“No.”
I snarled. I think I liked him better when he didn’t know who he was. “You’ll regret this.”
“I don’t think I will. Tell me where you want to touch her, and I’ll do it.”
“How does that help me?” I snapped.
“It’s not about you, remember?”
I had to bite down on the inside of my cheek to keep from swearing at him. I hated that he was right. That I was riding the razor’s edge of my control, not just against release, but also against the monster within.
“Her clit. She needs to find her climax again—fuuck.” My words were cut off by a desperate groan as she squeezed me tighter and a garbled sound left her.
Glancing down her body, I saw the smoky tendril doing exactly what I’d planned on, moving over her clit in slow drags.
“Pinch it,” I growled.
Dahlia whimpered as Hades’s shadows did just that.
“Oh fuck, she loves that,” Caspian moaned, his hands moving around her body to play with her heavy breasts.
“She wants more,” I said, knowing by the way she writhed on me that we were nearly there.
A sharp crack echoed through the room, Caspian’s hand connecting with her arse. “Then give it to her, someone, please. I’m dying.”
Kai shifted, sliding his hand between Dahlia’s legs to join Hades’s shadows. The added attention must have been the secret ingredient because she detonated like a bomb, her inner walls milking me for all I was worth.
I pulled my hips back, then drove home hard as my own orgasm barreled through me, pulse after pulse of my cum filling her. My vision went white from the pleasure, and I heard a distinct scraping noise as my fingers turned to claws and dug into the wooden headboard.
Cas’s grunt joined mine as he too fell over the edge.
I was floating in a euphoric fog, too blissed out to manage actual words. Even my beast was caught in the afterglow. His overwhelming presence in my mind blunted for the first time since the curse took hold.
“Fucking hell, that’s the tightest booty I’ve ever plundered,” Caspian said, a note of teasing in his voice.
Hades groaned. “Good gods, why do we keep you around?”
“Because someone needs to lighten the mood around all you sorry sods. It’s like living in a telenovela with all the moping and brooding you three do.”
I felt it the moment Cas pulled out of her, and her answering sigh only confirmed my suspicion.
“Enough waiting,” Kai said, his voice all dragon now. “She’s mine.”
Dahlia gasped as he lifted her off me, her legs wrapping around his waist like this was a dance they’d rehearsed countless times.
I couldn’t even be jealous. Not as I watched my cum drip from her.
“Ours,” Hades corrected.
“Aye. But right now, it’s my turn.”
Chapter
Thirty-Two
KAI